Chords for Cody Jinks - Mr. Griffin

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_ _ _ _ [F#m] He arrived at 72, _ hollowed eyes, and everyone [E] knew he was running. _
_ _ [F#m] He was scared, _ _ _ _ _ and made it to that 730 mile.
He did well busting rocks in the [E] pine, that silver and gold, was all a young [F#] man could want. _
[F#m] _ _ _ [D] _ [A] In the [E] evenings you'd hear him [D] play, [A] his fiddle rings [E] through the end of day.
[D] He [A] was digging [E] for the plants that may, [D] he [A] was digging [E] his own grave. _ _ _
[F#m] Where's your love, [A] Mr.
Griffin?
[E] It's been rumored that she [B] died, the night before your wedding [F#m] day, is that right?
[A] Mr.
Griffin, [E] does that fiddle cry a hurting [B] tune, or the tune of a [F#] murdering hand?
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[D] _ _ [A] _ [E] He _
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_ _ _ [F#m] stayed away from the [C#m] girls and the [F#] booze, all the things he thought he might lose, [E] all
that money he'd make, or the secrets [F#] he kept. _
_ [F#m] _ _ One June night, Lord, that fiddle play was hot, then the valley rang out with a shock
when [E] we found him, he was face down, in the hole he [F#m] had dug. _
_ _ _ [D] [A] They still say you [E] can hear him [D] play, [A] his fiddle rings through [E] the end of day.
_ [D] [A] He was digging for [E] his debt to pay, [D] [A] he was digging his [E] own grave.
_ _ [F#m] Where's your love, Mr.
[A] Griffin?
It's [E] been rumored that she died, [B] the night before your wedding day, is [F#m] that right?
Mr.
[A] Griffin, does [E] that fiddle cry a hurting tune, [B] or the tune of a [F#m] murdering hand?
Mr.
[A] Griffin, does [E] that fiddle cry a hurting tune, or [B] the tune of a [F#m] murdering hand?
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[F#m] Murdering _ _ [A] hand. _
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